Friday, June 15, 2012

warming up

I haven't had the heart (or raw materials) for a dyefest since April and back then I ODed on pure, wicked color. I think I was trying to distract myself from weighty life matters at hand.

Now I'm feeling the need for some textural color and subtlety (don't call 911 - I'm really OK) but I have not got a speck of white cloth to work with. I've just wasted an hour trolling my usual web haunts so I'll be suiting up and checking into a couple of local shops where I've made finds in the past.

The dyedeck is a mess. A little bird has built a nest in a cardboard soda carton that was left on top of the cooler where I have a dozen bottles of dye stock just waiting. I'll have to keep it quiet out there so's not to disturb them.

In anticipation of fresh fruits from the dyedeck, let's have a sale at Random Acts of Dyeness! How about "Buy One get another for 1/2 off!" and, as always, shipping is included.

(lest ye think I'm cracked, this is an old picture..all are juicy oozy with color now)

Common Sense has become a rare commodity

Still seeing where the fibers lead. Stitched, dyed, flayed or fried, it's still Rock&Roll for me. Mostly, it's me entertaining myself, as usual.
I'm an artist working hard (or hardly working depending on who you talk to or what day of the week it is) to get by like artists everywhere. My medium is fiber, my rare is kind words for fools and my well done is reserved for my crew.

discerning folks of good taste

Attenzione!!

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